An old outfit and a dare

The next morning Tom awoke to see Emily leaving for her run in one of her old outfits. He was relieved, worried at how things had been escalating. He got up and got himself a bowl of cereal, setting everything out ready for Emily on her return. When she got back he was working on uni work on his laptop. He looked up and asked how her run went.

“Not too bad, though I definitely feel slower in these ones now. Tom seemed a little bit disappointed as well,” she laughed.

“Oh yeah, what did he say?”

“Oh, just called me a teasing slut.” With that she sat down and poured herself a bowl of cereal.

After Emily left for class Tom sat there and couldn’t help but think back over the past week, and feel a little disappointed in the slow down. He looked at his watch and realised he still had an hour before class. He quickly grabbed his keys and wallet and rushed out the door. Forty minutes later he was walking back in the door, holding four new sets of the skimpiest outfit. Not long after he was rushing back out the door for class.

Tom found his arousal slowly rising throughout the day as he thought about how he’d bought even more expensive outfits, just for his girlfriend to wear in front of their creepy old neighbour, as well as the crazy events of yesterday morning. However, at the same time his worry was rising, and by the time class was over, he’d decided he would take the new clothes back.

However, when he got home he found that Emily had already put the new outfits in the wash, alongside all the dirty clothes from the past week. “Hey, thanks for the new outfits baby! Do you want me to wear them over to Bill’s house so he can look at my pussy?” she asked with a cheeky smile.

“Actually, I meant to say, but I don’t think you should show Bill any more skin than he can normally see” Tom said nervously.

“Ooh, worried that Bill might steal your cute little girlfriend? Just kidding honey, that’s ok, I was thinking the same thing. I’ve been enjoying being able to do this for you, but things did go a little too far yesterday.”

“Thanks babe, I love you so much, and I trust you, which is why I’m enjoying this at all I think.”

“Aw, thanks babe, I love you too!” She leant in and gave him a kiss.

“So, I was thinking today, and Bill did specifically say his dick was eleven inches, and you said the bulge was about that far down his leg, so maybe that was really his dick.”

Emily burst into laughter. “Is that really what you've been thinking about all day? Is that why you bought all the new outfits? So I could go seduce our old neighbour into showing me his big fat cock? And here I thought you bought them because you like me,” she said with a giggle.

“Holy fuck babe that’d be so… No! You shouldn’t, that would definitely give him the wrong idea! We don't know what he might try, and I don’t want you getting in any trouble. And of course I like you babe.” Emily gave him a grateful smile, before steering the conversation onto other topics.

In bed that night Tom hopefully rubbed his hand up and down Emily thigh, hoping for a bit of action. She ignored him though, and he soon rolled onto his back, frustrated. He’d gotten used to the more frequent handjobs already. He eventually fell into a stressful sleep, his dreams filled with more images of Emily getting groped and mauled by Bill. He eventually woke up to find Emily shaking him awake. She was dressed in one of the skimpiest outfits.

“Mornin’ honey, thought I should wake you up before I head off for my run.” Tom grunted his acknowledgement, and she turned around and strutted towards the door. Tom’s couldn’t believe how horny he had woken up, his cock already throbbing, his mind still filled with vile yet arousing images of Emily and Tom joined together in a vast array of sexual practices.

“Wait!” he called out before Emily managed to get out the front door. “I dare you.”

“What? Dare me?” she said, reappearing in the bedroom door.

“I dare you to ask Bill to see his cock.”